Medieval Riding and Cutting Record

　　 Corleone looked at the four people who suddenly appeared in front of him, and quickly raised the wooden sticks in his hands. After all, these four people seemed to want to attack them.

　　 But doubts quickly climbed into his mind, and the four people in front of him suddenly stopped. One of the short-haired men with a machete turned his head and cursed, and he didn't know what had happened.

　　 After the four people stopped, one of the guys who was very big and dressed in a cloak ran back, but was soon caught up by the short-haired man, kicked the big guy, and then rushed towards them.

　　Fakner said, "These people look like robbers, so be prepared."

　　Although the three of them only have wooden sticks in their hands, they didn't panic when they saw the "unprofessional" performance on the other side.

　　 "Don't worry about that fat guy, give me a shot now! I'll deal with that little devil's head, and you will solve the others." The little devil's head in Uncle Bacon's mouth is naturally Corleone.

　　 They screamed, and rushed over with their weapons.

　　 Corleone raised the wooden stick above his head and faced the rushing enemy in a standard sword-raising posture.

　　 And Fackney and Bowley stood casually. In their eyes, except for the short-haired man at the back, who looked like a warrior, the others were indistinguishable from the peasants and soldiers, and even worse.

　　 Uncle Bacon found that the little devil head he chose didn't look good to deal with. The posture of holding the sword was so standard. He thought he had a vicious eye and could estimate the strength of his opponent.

　　 At this time, he thought in his heart: This little devil looks like he has practiced, his eyes are gleaming, and he may have killed people. No, I have to change opponents.

　　 So Uncle Bacon murmured to the person beside him: "Silly big guy, you go to deal with that kid, I'll deal with that one-eyed, oh no, I'll deal with that bearded man."

　　 Uncle Bacon hurriedly changed his words. After all, the one-eyed old man "shows a fierce look", and it doesn't seem to be that easy to provoke. He can only pick the last enemy.

　　 Hum, his face is full of beard, his hair is long like a ghost, and he doesn't seem to have any fighting power, at this moment Uncle Bacon thought.

　　 "Uncle, it's not good for me to bully the little devil, but I can beat the cow with one punch..." The big silly whispered.

　　 "Why don't you talk so much nonsense, let you go, you go, do you want to eat roast lamb?"

　　 "Hmm, I want to eat!" The silly man drooled after hearing it.

　　 When the two parties were about to hand over, the accident happened again.

　　 The thin and tall man with the dagger still had red eyes. After all, he had just cried. He wanted to wipe it with his right hand, but accidentally fell to the ground because his foot became soft.

　　 The dagger in his hand flew out immediately and fell to Corleone's feet.

　　 Uncle Bacon looked stupid, he had already scolded the lanky family relatives one by one in his heart, and he had no choice but to bite the bullet.

　　 Corleone stared at the dagger that suddenly appeared under his feet, but he was too late to pick it up. His wooden stick collided with the stupid short sword.

　　 Both of them stepped back a few steps at the same time, the big silly expression on the opposite side was very surprised, he didn't expect that the little devil's head in front of him would be strong.

　　 Corleone was expressionless, but there was a heavy scratch on the wooden stick in his hand, and it was not clear that the wooden stick could withstand several more attacks. It would be troublesome if there was no weapon in hand.

　　 On the other side, the little dwarf carrying an iron rod met with the one-eyed Pauly. The little dwarf shouted loudly and looked a little imposing.

　　 But as soon as he fought, he immediately showed his timidity. Pauly first used a wooden stick to remove the iron rod in his hand, then separated his legs to stabilize the bottom plate, and hit his chest with a quick and powerful blow.

　　 The little dwarf found that the iron rod in his hand was easily pushed away by the one-eyed old man on the opposite side. He wanted to fight back, but then he was hit by the wooden stick in the chest.

　　 He didn't have time to react. He only felt that he couldn't breathe for a moment. He wanted to swing the iron rod out, but the ensuing attack made him faint completely.

　　 Baoli quickly drew out the stick after hitting Dwarf’s chest with a wooden stick, and then vigorously swung the stick to pan from front to right, hitting Dwarf’s head severely.

　　 The little dwarf in front of him fell straight to the ground without saying a word.

　　 At the same moment, Uncle Bacon met Fackner. After the match, Uncle Bacon was embarrassed, because he found that the guy in front of him had completely changed after the shot, and was no longer a languid look.

　　 Uncle Bacon thought: Fortunately, the scimitar in my hand is sharper. How can this guy's stick compete with me? As long as the wooden stick in his hand is cut off, that is the time for this guy's death!

　　 And after Corleone and the silly big man finished a fight, they entered a state of close combat again. In Corleone's eyes, this big man had no tactics at all, just constantly attacking with brute force.

　　 In contrast, the wooden stick in Corleone's hand is very flexible, and can always block the attack from the opposite side, and hit this big arm from time to time.

　　 The silly big man was getting more and more anxious. He didn't expect that the little devil head in front of him was like a mud loach, always unable to hit, so angry that he yelled, and the short sword in his hand swung wildly faster.

　　 But what the silly big guy didn't notice is that after UU read www.uukānshu.com, his worn-out dagger had been cracked after several head-to-head fights.

　　 And he doesn't know what is the most suitable way to make a sword, and he doesn't know how to reduce the loss of weapons. In his hand, this short sword is no different from a fire stick.

　　 What happened next made Corleone and the big stupid stunned for a while, and saw that the short sword in the big stupid's hand broke directly from the middle, and the blade flew to the ground.

　　Although the wooden stick in Corleone's hand had several sword marks, it was unbroken.

　　 I was so dumbfounded now, he just looked at the remaining broken hilt in his hand.

　　 Corleone would not give the opponent a chance to react. He used the wooden stick in his hand as a sharp sword and kept attacking, and stabbed the wooden stick in the eyes of the big silly man.

　　 The silly big guy finally reacted, and quickly covered his face with his hands, but Corleone immediately changed his tricks, and after jumping over, he hit his waist with a violent blow.

　　 Then the stupid man felt a sharp pain, and immediately fell to the ground, making a grunting cry.

　　 On the other side, Uncle Bacon is still using a scimitar and Facknet, he can't help but feel complacent, thinking that he will be the first to solve the opponent.

　　 And he took advantage of the light to glance at his men, hoping that they could solve the battle as soon as possible, but the sight that he saw made his heartbeat stop for a moment.

　　 Uncle Bacon found that both the big and short Jimmy had fallen to the ground, and their respective opponents had rushed towards him.

　　 His cold sweat immediately came down, and after blocking a stick in front of Fackney, he immediately jumped out of the circle, and then he looked at the three people surrounding him with a serious face.

　　 The tall and thin man on the other side finally got up, and when he looked at the few people in front of him, he rushed over with his bare hands.